Saturday, September 26, 2015

The Depression Question

When I took Ted to the Dr on Wed, he suggested we go to a behavior therapist so that Ted could maybe create some pottery or something while working out his emotions.  I am not sure what it is because he definitely said no it would not be talk therapy.  And no it shouldn't be a pottery class.  So I am little confused as to exactly how and when Ted should laugh, cry or claymate.  But whatevs, they hooked us up with a place, and we went on Friday and there was oh guess what? a crapola full of paperwork to fill out, wouldn't you know.

There was a Depression Questionnaire that was really meant for TBone to complete but I was found suffocating under the piled-high sheets of forms, so I asked the counselor, "Who fills this one out?' (like ha maybe they want to know if having a kid like this has depressed me or something, I dunno, my eyes are now only curlicues from all the PAPER)  and she says, well you can fill that one out together.

Okay so basically it is about fifty questions and each question is made of three statements..  The person is supposed to choose the one that most describes how he or she feels.  Now if the counselor knew Ted could read easily, or if I hadn't been filling out all the stuff, then he probs would have done it himself, but here we go.  So some of them say

I don't have any friends.
I have a few close friends, but not many.
I have a lot of friends in my life.

And so on and so forth, so of course I am somewhat horrified because Ted is reading the sentences to himself and then telling me the one he wants to pick.  How is that for open honesty?  I mean he still reads aloud to himself, so he has to go through them slowly, then think about each one and tell me his choice.

SO of COURSE I am trying to be all nonchalant and whistledy-dee I am not interested in your answers and OF COURSE my heart is pounding cause I am afraid this kid is gonna tell me to circle every statement that is like black holes and eating cat poop are up my alley.

But all was well and when we got to the one that said

Nobody loves me.
I am not sure if somebody loves me.
I know someone loves me.

He just giggled and said, duhhhhhhhhh, you're right here!

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